Hey Readers!

I missed y'all…

Honestly I really did!

So anyways…

Sorry about the Cliffy,

I just wanted an

Interesting

&

Suspenseful

Place to stop.

So anyway…

I do not own Kingdom Hearts.

I do not own A Walk To Remember

…

Nicholas Sparks does….

Sadly.

It's a REALLY good book…

You should read it…

LIKE NOW! :P

Yea,

that's about it.

Well here's chapy #2!

I held my breath as I watched Axel talk to the figure behind the door. "Ok, Hold on." I heard Axel say as he quickly walked across the living room to the kitchen. I heard the other person say something, but it wasn't clear enough to make it out. Axel reentered the room with a handful of money and he made his way top the door. "Thank you." Axel said as he closed the door with his foot. When I saw that he was holding two boxes of pizza I grabbed the rail for support and stood up quickly whipping the sweat from my brow. "I forgot I ordered pizza before you got here." He said with a laugh.

"Oh Axel, what am I going to do with you?" I asked teasingly as I began to walk down the stairs; my feet making soft noises on each step.

"Well I have some ideas." He said as his face flashed that elusive smile of his.

"No, not right now," I began as I reached him. "I want to just talk, and be with you." I finished as I gently slipped my arms around his waist. "And," I whispered softly in his ear. "I want to eat your pizza." I could feel the slight tremor of his body as I softly kissed his neck.

"Alright, Let's go to the kitchen then." He said as I pulled away and followed him into the kitchen. As we sat there eating pizza, neither one of us spoke until Axel finally spoke up. "Remind you of the way we met?" he asked.

"Yea,"

Axel was the busboy at the local pizza shop, and Roxas was just dieing for pizza tonight. As Roxas walked in the pizza shop Axel couldn't help but stare at the bleach blonde standing there in his tight black shirt, and dark blue jeans, that were snuggly hugging his hips. Axel bit his lip. The place was full with people sitting around eating their pizza. Roxas walked up to the cash register and placed his order. "Alright." He said as he tucked his change back in to his wallet, and began to scan the room for a place to sit. He noticed the redheaded boy cleaning the table and knew that he would be able to sit there when the boy was finished cleaning it. While he was walking to the table, he found himself unconsciously messing with his hair, and worrying about how he looked. As he reached the table the red head looked up at him. "Can I help you?" he asked.

"Can I sit here when you're done cleaning?" Roxas asked.

"Sure," he wiped the table off with a washrag. "Finished." Roxas took his seat and nodded to him in acknowledgement.

Roxas was sitting there at least a good half an hour, slowly eating his pizza, wondering about what he'd do when he was done. When the red head, unexpectedly, delivered the bill he sat down across from Roxas. "I'm Axel." He spat out nervously.

"I'm Roxas." Roxas said with a giggle.

"So," he gulped loudly. "How was your pizza?"

"Fine, can I ask you a question?" Roxas asked him.

"S-sure." He stuttered.

"Are you always this nice to the customers?" Roxas asked as he leaned in closer.

"No, just the ones I like." He said with a smirk.

Even now, I'm still not sure how all of that happened. One minute I walked into the pizza shop, hoping to quench my hunger, and the next I'm in a serious relationship. "Roxas…" Axel said as he waved his hand in front of me.

"Huh?" I grunted as was shocked back to reality.

"Are you going to answer me?"

"What did you ask?" I asked as I marveled at the fact, that on an ordinary day I somehow fallen completely in love with an extraordinary guy named Axel.

"I asked what you were going to do Monday." He asked with a nervous tone in his voice.

"Oh, well," I gulped. "I don't know."

"I'm sorry."

"About what?" I asked.

"Scaring you, you know, about the pizza." He said slowly.

"Alright," I said as I put my arms around him and pulled him close. "It's ok you goob."

"Goob?" he asked with a puzzled look on his face. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Well in terms of endearment," I gave him a quick kiss. "It means I like you." After I finished the sentence, Axel thrust his arms in the air, and yawned.

"I like you too." He said after he finished yawning. We sat there in silence for a moment, looking in each other's eyes. A smile flashed across his face and the only thing I can remember thinking was that his smile was more genuine than anyone I knew. "I'm tired." He said as his gentle voice pulled me away from my thoughts.

"Me too." I agreed. I continued to look at him. He reached for my hand and I let mine gently slide into his. He squeezed my hand as I drew a shaky breath. "Let's go to bed." I croaked. I could feel dryness in my throat, a dryness that I got whenever I was with Axel. I swallowed, trying to soothe the dryness. He got up from the table and began walking to the living room. He tugged on my hand, practically begging me to follow; and I did. As we walked up the stairs I mumbled, "You have no idea how much all of this means to me. Taking me in, when I just showed up on your doorstep, and just being there for me."

"It's ok Roxas. I know you would do the same for me." He said as he looked backwards, flashing a reassuring smile. Meeting you is one of the best things that happened to me in my life. I thought about saying it, but when I opened my mouth, the words just didn't come out. My past year with Axel was the most idyllic year I have spent. As we continued to walk up the stairs I began to feel a gnawing anxiety to the fact I would have to go back to my dad's sooner or later. We reached the landing and then turned into his bedroom. Before sprawling myself across his bed I studied his night stand to find a book laying open. I walked over and looked at it.

"A Walk To Remember?" I asked.

"Yes. It's a very bittersweet romance novel." He informed me as he lied on the bed. I placed the book back down and lied down next to him. "Good night." He said.

"Good night." I replied feeling a sudden ache from the formality of our goodnight. But when he wrapped his arm around me and pulled me close, the ache vanished and I found myself laying there, thanking god that I was happy to be there with him. I lied there dazedly staring at the ceiling, finding it difficult to fall asleep in his arms; in time, I managed.

I awoke to find I was no longer in Axel's presence. I quickly did a double take at the side of the bed where he had been last night. I sat up quickly and rubbed my eyes. I could hear Axel's voice coming from downstairs. "He, he tastes like you only sweeter." The sound of his voice was soothing and as I slid out of bed I swore I could smell bacon. That sly fox… I thought as I walked onto the landing. Oh yea, that smell was definitely bacon; he knew I loved it. What isn't there to love about bacon? I continued walking until I reached a spot in the living room that offered a view into the kitchen. Axel was dancing around the cluttered kitchen, in front of the stove, while singing, and cooking. Loud sizzling was coming from the skillets on the stove, almost drowning out the music coming from the stereo on the counter. Axel quickly stopped dancing as he began messing with the food.

I looked back at the living room and noticed the large amounts of empty pop cans, chip bags, and all the crumbs everywhere that I didn't notice last night. I sighed. I knew Axel worked every day except Sunday and he preferred to spend his occasional day off relaxing, but this is ridiculous. I'll tidy up later. I thought. I looked back at Axel and noticed he was already in his yellow and purple work uniform. "Eww." I mumbled under my breath as I thought about the clashing colors; Axel began dancing again. I noticed how he moved so fluently even though his goal was to look silly, he actually looked pretty good. "Hey baby." I said loudly over the noise. He stopped dancing and quickly turned off the music.

"Hey. I figured you might be hungry." He said, flashing a smile at me.

"Yea, I'm starving." I replied as I scanned the counter top.

"Good. You'll need to be." He said with an evil tone in his voice; I spotted a bottle of green food coloring sitting next to a bottle of limejuice.

"If you say so." I replied as I eerily took a seat at the kitchen table. The chair squeeked softly once I was fully rested, and Axel turned around holding a plate in front of him. "Oh my god," I shrieked as I looked at the green omelet, and noted the normal looking sausage.

"Oh, it's just food coloring. You baby." He said teasingly as he placed the plate in front of me. "Go on, eat." He urged as he stared at me. Reluctantly, I took a bite.

"That's not that bad," I said.

After laughing we settled into easy conversation, uninterrupted even when the phone rang. We talked about Axle's unique cooking style; I quickly noted the green eggs, and tangy sausage cooked in limejuice. Axel wore a grateful expression, and he was beaming with pride. We continued to talk and I found myself talking about how much I hated my dad, more than I thought. He listened intently, asking questions now and then. "I just can't stand him." I added to my previous statement.

"I'm sorry," he said as he pulled my head closer to his and softly kissed me on the forehead. "But I have to go to work. You know I told you the manager's an asshole. He'll have my head if I'm late. "

"Ok," I told him as I felt a knot form in my stomach and that dryness in my throat. "Maybe I'll swing by later." I informed him as he stood up and took our plates to the sink.

"That'd be nice." He offered as he walked to the counter and grabbed his keys. He jingled them slightly before turning back to me and opening his arms; practically begging me to come to him. I plunged myself into his arms and they quickly closed around me. Little did he know that his touch, to me, was electrifying I suppressed the urge to throw him down on the table and have my way with him, after all, that's what he would have wanted. "I'll see you later." He offered as we broke the hug.

"Alright have fun." I replied as he softly kissed me and walked to the door. Seconds later I heard the car start and I ran to the window. I could see him driving down the road. Now it was official, I was alone; for now at least.

There's chapter two guys :D Please Review.